"Who is there hiding in the shadows?!"
No sooner were the words spoken.
Chen Yi's figure flickered a few times as he stepped, evading the assault of "Divine Power Ghost Nightmare" and the Buddhist merit's power.
The Inch天涯 Divine Will suddenly erupted, strands of dark green ghostly light visible to the naked eye wrapped around Dakong Temple.
It reflected the icy expression on his otherwise ordinary face, with streams of Divine Will extending upward from his feet, swirling around the Martial Arts Arena, making his figure resemble a demon or evil demon.
"Hmm?"
Under this sudden descending pressure, Lu Fang in the arena paused, and the divine intent of the giant Heavenly Soldiers he had summoned also shrank, the thrusting motion of the long spear in his hands frozen.
Even though this descended Heavenly Soldiers carried imposing might, under the abrupt Divine Power and Divine Will, it seemed as fragile as a puppet, its entire body shrinking significantly.
